Field

Roam the road hugged by fields; a glimpse of light catches your eye. Maybe a backlight of a vehicle or the last ray of the setting sun, who knows. You keep on walking. A thought grasps your mind; something is not right. Slowly look over your shoulder; the glow is still there. You stop, the light does not, it follows.

Run.

Crossing meadows and hills, hay swaying in wind tickling your elbows, the piercing pain on your side keeps on growing. Phase of winds builds up stronger, fields storming with the rage of the sea, as the grim of red paints itself on the blades of grass. Don't look back, just run, run until you see the gate of the pitch black. The choice is yours; immerse yourself in darkness or be caught by light.

BIO || Creating in the new medium and the era of art, where creativity of machine & human unite as one. Instead of canvas painted by a brush, I use digital painting combined with generative adversarial networks. This tool frees the imagination, to create something unprecedented & fascinating.